She Come Here Poem by V P Mahur

Lying idle on the lone sea beach
I hear the waves go for screech

Sometimes fast, sometimes slow
Sometimes high, sometimes low

Rolling waves marching ahead
As if alert soldiers in the parade

I feel my thoughts sailing
On the waves and strolling

Searching for my loved one
But become gloomy often

Wait has turned into evening
The dark shadows are falling

Waves seem to be lost in dark
But often appears starry spark

Beating heart becomes restless
And the emotions all senseless

A dark shadow moves there
And I feel she comes here